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Lucid Dream Adventures
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I climbed into the back of someone's truck after school. I sat near the back and began to become somewhat lucid. Curious about my companions, I looked forward. At first, these people initially had no discernible faces. As my lucidity increased, their faces became clear. They started talking, and when the conversation turned to me, I informed them we were in a dream, achieving full lucidity. Stating I didn't wish for a prolonged car ride, I climbed out as they drove away. I leaped into the air and began to fly.
I encountered some children playing and descended to join them. They were bullying one child, so I intervened, encouraging them to treat each other with kindness. They started playing ball, and it got stuck on a very high wall. Initially, I tried to force the dream to bring it back, but that didn't work. Then I decided to meditate, hoping that would work. A realization then struck me: I should possess all the powers I typically have in dreams. So I decided to earthbend the ball off the wall. Observing the playground, I noticed a lack of play equipment, so I decided to reshape the ground into various play areas for the children.
The children then became angry and frustrated, both with me and each other. I asked them why they were acting this way. One child looked me directly in the eyes and declared, 'To uphold tradition.' Then a woman appeared, resembling my high school English teacher. She began chanting 'tradition' while the children continued to speak. The child said, 'You don't like tradition; you think it is worthless.' I explained that while I don't believe tradition should be strictly adhered to, I think it has its place, like all things. Perhaps not for me, but it serves a purpose in the world. However, my words seemed inconsequential. The chanting persisted, and the child continued to impose his perspective on me (though his original demeanor had vanished, replaced by something else). Nothing I did seemed to alter the situation. Realizing there was nothing more I could do, I leaped into the air and flew away.
Typically, when flying in dreams, I struggle to maintain focus on the horizon and ground details, as they tend to overwhelm my imagination. However, in this dream, I imagined distant details as a Minecraft world, which provided more visual structure and allowed me to effortlessly maintain focus. I realized I could airbend to fly higher and faster. I then stumbled upon a Minecraft-like dungeon, so I descended. Upon landing, it no longer appeared pixelated like Minecraft; it looked real.
Passing by some people, I went over to interact with them. The dream then transformed into a game show set in a forest. My name was Annikin, and one of the contestants was the actor who played Anakin in the Star Wars movies. The question posed to the three contestants was: 'How many friends does this man (referring to me) typically spend time with?' The actor guessed 2000 (a very large number). The game show host declared this incorrect, indicating the true number was much closer to zero. However, the other contestants weren't asked, and confetti and other celebratory effects went off for the actor's answer. So, even though the host said it was wrong, all other signs indicated it was correct. I then leaped into the air and flew away again.
I enjoyed flying and wished to go even faster and higher. So I used airbending to accomplish this. I soared, going faster and faster. Upon reaching a summit and flying over it, I thought, 'I can do that again, and better.' So I decided to change the dreamscape in place, instead of turning around. Then, as often happens when I try to alter the dream on the spot instead of flowing with it, the dream dissolved, and I woke up. It was similar to what used to occur when flying and the ground or horizon had too much detail – my imagination seemed to 'crash,' and the dream would end.